Despite the reverence in which it is held by us denizens of that “Get ‘er done!” neck of the woods, Montana’s eastern third, an individual’s “healthy work ethic” (construed less delicately in these parts as a willingness to “work your butt off”) is really not all it’s cracked up to be. Necessary often, this quality, but not always, as they say, sufficient. In the early 70’s, I worked summers for my father-in-law, Delbert Nielsen - not addressed to his face as such, but known pretty widely as the “Big Dane” in the Reserve/Dagmar/Medicine Lake/Antelope/Plentywood axis. My pay was a truckload...

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